Fed To Death

There was a man from Allentown who fed his son to death

He calmly watched him gorge himself until his final breath

And there he stood surprised and shocked above his tiny frame

He said, "I bear no blame for this I only share his name"

There was a man from Nazareth the fools at war pervert

They forged an image of his flesh to brand on mugs and t-shirts

They say one day he'll spring to life to smile and clear your name

So nail yourself up on the cross and hang your head in shame forever

This is forever, this is forever

This is forever, this is forever